When our baby was young and I was still breastfeeding, my husband and I had a one-night break away. We’d had a few drinks and pretty much passed out. I woke up in the middle of the night thinking I was cuddling our baby. Turns out, I was basically trying to breastfeed my husband! I don’t think he remembers — and I’m not going to remind him. So embarrassing!
I took my son swimming just after I thought I’d successfully potty trained him. It suddenly became clear in the water that he needed to do a poo, so I dragged him out as quick as I could, but it was too late. We left a tell-tale trail of poo all the way from the pool to the toilet, and from there to the shower as then he needed to go again!
Article written by Sara Conway